Time passed since the separation. In Ayurea, life gradually returned to normal, but for Ayra, there was an emptiness that could not be filled by anything. Although she smiled and carried out her duties as a leader, everyone in the palace knew that Ayra still harbored deep sadness. Every night, she returned to the secret room where the magic mirror was, as if hoping that the mirror would reflect Raka's image back.
However, the mirror only showed herself, now without Raka by her side.
On the other hand, Raka returned to his original world with vague memories of his time in Ayurea. He knew that he had experienced something extraordinary, but the memories of Ayra and the kingdom of Ayurea gradually faded, like a dream that was slowly forgotten. Although he could no longer remember the details, his heart always felt like something was missing, something precious.
One day, while walking amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, Raka felt a strange tug in his chest. His gaze fell on a girl across the street who reminded him of Ayra at first glance—she had a gentle smile and eyes full of serenity. But, when Raka approached, she realized that it was just her feeling.
However, the feeling of loss grew stronger day by day. Raka did not understand what was missing, but he knew that his heart missed something that he could not explain.
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In Ayurea, Ayra felt the same way. Every night, she returned to the place of their memories together, remembering the beautiful moments they had gone through. However, as time went by, the memories began to fade, leaving only a faint warm feeling. Ayra felt that as time went by, Raka was like a figure who only existed in dreams. But in the corner of her heart, the love was still there, although it was no longer clear.
One night, Ayra stood on the palace balcony, staring at the stars shining brightly in the sky. She reached out towards the stars, hoping that there was one star that could send her message to Raka, wherever he was.
"If you can still hear me, Raka… I hope you are happy. I hope you find peace," she whispered softly.
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Time continued to pass, until one day Raka found a strange object hidden in an old wooden box in his house. The object was a small ring that shone softly, as if it had its own power. When Raka held it, he felt a strong urge inside him, a memory that was almost forgotten.
Flashes of Ayra's face, her soft laughter, and the look in her eyes came back to his mind. He couldn't remember everything, but the feeling was very real, as if a part of him had been missing all this time.
Raka stood still, looking at the ring with tears starting to well up. "Ayra..." he whispered unconsciously, even though he didn't really remember who the figure was.
Without a doubt, Raka felt he had to find out what this feeling meant, why this ring evoked such deep memories. He felt like he was being called by something greater than himself, something that was tied to his destiny.
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In Ayurea, on the same night, Ayra felt the ring on her hand warm up, as if giving a signal. She stared at the ring, remembering how she and Raka had sworn to always be together. With teary eyes, she whispered, "Raka, if fate brings us back, I will wait for you here."
Both of them, in different dimensions, felt their love was still alive, even though time and space had separated them. The feeling was strong, as if forming a promise that could not be broken by anything.